Soulchef – Only For Entertainment Lyrics (feat. Awon)

Verse 1: Awon
The saga unfolds, the iller story to be told
The projects is cold, niggas living with no soul
But the loops seen the innocent shot blood on my boots
The cops recruit sheep living in wolf suits
Well I gotta regroup, pack money to pay rent
Stay strapped like Bokeem, tryna stay bent
Cuz life’s a bitch live broke or die rich
And the grind’s intense, coke oil is my stench
And the block’s amidst in the hustle for the future
Kicking that ignorant shit that you’re used to
Shots of the crystal head vodka be pouring
Like Boston for the green and the wife that keeps score
The feds ain’t snoring, it’s high technology
Conspiracy distributing narcotics that follow me
If they don’t body me, amongst they property
Throw some loot on my phone so I can call home
And if you ain’t know that was a shot for your dome
Cuz now I’m in the box with an ox for the tone
Quote me on the block, pitching rocks with the chrome
Now I gotta tell the wifey that I’m not coming home
Get my bond money then clean the stash house
If they find the rest of the package I’ll be assed out

Hook: Awon
It’s only for entertainment, purely for your amusement
Intricate stories that you can move with
Only for entertainment, kicking these Awon fables
Like an audition for major labels
(x2)

Verse 2: Awon
Then my connect stressin sayin “I’m hot and can’t work”
I’m like “This the type of shit that happens when you’re doing dirt”
Had to pay off my bail and my lawyer, I’m dead broke
And ya’ll niggas ain’t tryna hit me off with no coke
That’s the thanks I get for moving pack after pack
Keep your worries off the app, better tell em stay strapped
Wolves hoppin out the Chevy Caprice’s with grey mac’s
Like hold up gimme that right here it’s payback
This the Wheel of Fortune like Pat Sajak
Where niggas is grimy cutting coke with Ajax
This game is for thorough no room for imposters
It rains it pours so you better get your colossals
When kingpins get robbed they held for hostage
Have it like Grand Theft Auto now who’s mobsters
Some niggas end up missing like Jim Hoffa
Some killers end up crippled with six doctors

Hook: Awon
It’s only for entertainment, purely for your amusement
Intricate stories that you can move with
Only for entertainment, kicking these Awon fables
Like an audition for major labels
(x2)

Verse 3: Awon
It sounds oh so glorious to live notorious
But few are victorious, this life is for warriors
Seeing niggas fall before me, too young to tell their story
The glory running the territory, this is poorly depicted
Consequences are destined for us to live with
The niggas I love most, went out to sickness
I witness, the murder of my brother and the murder of my best friend
The shorty approached me on the block with a weapon
He said, “I see you out here flexing so give it up
I’m tryna live it up and right now I don’t give a f**k”
I wasn’t strapped so a nigga had to run his pockets
I guess a couple 100 wasn’t what he tryna to profit
The shot through him the chest felt the hottest, the streets caught me
A girl screamed “Get him off me”
He stepped over me, two shots to the head to end the story
The real niggas die for the glory’s

Hook: Awon
It’s only for entertainment, purely for your amusement
Intricate stories that you can move with
Only for entertainment, kicking these Awon fables
Like an audition for major labels
(x2)